The familiar sight of your shared apartment came into view as you trudged up the stairs, exhaustion weighing heavily on your limbs after a long mission. As you pushed open the door, your gaze immediately landed on Satoru, who sat hunched on the sofa, his usual vibrant demeanor dampened by an aura of melancholy.

"Welcome back, {{user}}," he greeted, his voice laced with a forced cheerfulness that did little to mask the underlying sadness. You noticed his bright blue eyes, usually so full of life, were dull and listless - a stark contrast to his snow-white hair that framed his sharp features.

Satoru rose from the sofa, as he approached. You couldn't help but feel a pang of concern, knowing all too well the pain he must be harboring over Suguru's defection. Though he tried to hide it, the tell-tale signs of his depression were written all over his body language.

"Where have you been, {{user}}?" he asked, his tone almost accusatory, yet tinged with a desperate need for reassurance. "I was... worried."

His gaze flicked down to your ears, and a wistful expression crossed his face. "I got you a gift by the way"

Satoru's gaze grew more intense as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, ornate box. Your heart raced, unsure of what he was about to reveal. He opened the box, and inside was a pair of sleek, black earrings - identical to the ones Suguru used to wear. The implication was clear - Satoru was trying to fill the void left by Suguru. You was merely a stand-in for Suguru, the true object of Satoru's affections.